Date: Wed, 29 Apr 2009 12:00:04 +0000
From: Adam Elliott
Subject: Straight porn stars: part1
Straight porn stars - part 1
This story is fiction. The events are pure fantasy. The men depicted are
heterosexual and have never shown any inclination otherwise.
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For visual aids, the websites of these two men:
Evan Stone: www.evanstone.com/
Tommy Gunn: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tommy_Gunn_(porn_actor)
Evan Stone sat at the wrap party for Pirate's 2: Stagnetti's revenge. He
was idly looking around at the porn starlets, wondering which one he would
fuck that night. Many of them were interested in taking a swing on his nine
inch cock, and now he just had to pick one.
His male co-star Tommy Gunn sat next to him and put his scotch on the
table. The two were friendly, but had an intense rivalry. Both were major
male stars in the straight porn industry, both were in their 40's and both
were well hung. Evan had always considered himself superior, due to the
fact he beat out Tommy in height and cock size. Tommy had 8 inches to his
thick nine.
"You see anything you like around here?" Tommy asked.
Evan surveyed the room and tossed his trademark hair that made him look
like Fabio. He liked a few around, it seemed clear some of the girls were
eager.
"Yeah, but it's hard to find one i haven't done already, i've done most of
them already. When you've got an appetite like mine, you burn through pussy
pretty quick." he said.
"Know what you mean, not much left here i haven't done myself." Tommy
replied nodding.
Evan snorted. "I've done way more than you man. These sluts are desperate
for my big cock. No offense, but you can't compete."
Tommy chuckled in his deep rasping voice. "You think so? You may have the
size, but I've got the technique."
Evan just grinned. "Not a chance. I bet i've easily pounded more pussy so
far, off camera, since we started production."
Tommy went silent for a moment then grinned. "You wanna make that an actual
bet?"
Evan shrugged. "Sure, loser buys the next round?"
Tommy grinned like a cheshire cat. "Pussy bet. You aftaid of losing? Let's
make it a real bet. A high stakes one."
"What you got in mind?" Evan asked, leaning back.
Tommy sat silently for a few seconds, then leaned in and whisper. "Loser
has to serve the winner, sexually, in any way. Tonight."
Evan went wide eyed and shocked. "What? I'm not gay dude, not even Bi. No
way!"
Tommy raised an eyebrow. "This ain't about gay. This is about power. The
winner gets the satisfaction of humiliating the loser in the greatest
way. The loser knows that they are the lesser man. Don't tell me that
doesn't appeal to you?"
Evan felt the shock drain out of him and began to think. Though he didn't
hate Tommy, putting him in his place had a certain appeal. And although he
had said the truth about not being bi, he had sometimes wondered about guy
on guy action.
"Unless you know you're gonna lose." Tommy added with a sly grin, holding
out his hand.
Evan knew then that wiping that grin off Tommy's face would be worth
it. "You got yourself a bet!" he said, shaking the proffered hand. "So how
we gonna work this out?" he asked.
Tommy stood and turned to the rest of the room. "Ladies, we're trying to
settle a bet here." he said in his rasping voice. "Who here has been nailed
by Evan here, off camera, since we started filming?" he asked
Evan watched as the 5 women he'd fucked giggled and raised their
hands. Tommy turned back to him. "Five, that's impressive!" he said to a
grinning Evan.
"Not as impressive as the Nine I've got for you tonight." Evan replied
quietly, so that only Tommy could hear him.
Tommy turned back. "Ok ladies, now who has been fucked by me in the same
period?" he yelled.
Evan turned. His grin fell and his eyes went glassy as his 5 kept their
hands in the air, and two more women raised their hands.
"Thanks ladies!" Tommy said, and sat down, grinning widely. "I think my 8
is going to be the focus of tonight, Evan."
Tommy pulled out his phone. "And just in cse you were thinking about
welching on the bet..." he said. Evan then heard a playback of him agreeing
to the bet.
Evan began to sweat. He had lost, and he he knew that Tommy wouldn't let
him out of the bet. Tommy pulled out a room card and placed it on the table
in front of Evan. He then pulled out a vial of spanish fly and dropped some
in Evan's drink, making him drink it down.
"20 minutes, don't be late." he said, walking off laughing.
Evan picked up the card and swallowed. He wasn't sure what he was in for,
but he knew it wasn't going to be fun for him. He waited 10 minutes before
he got up reluctantly. By the time he got to the elevator, he could feel
the spanish fly working, makin his cock begin to harden. By the time he got
to Tommy's floor he was fully hard.
His hand shook as he pushed the card into the slot and opened the door. He
walked inside and jerked slightly as the door clicked shut behind him.
On the bed, Tommy sat against the headboard. He had kicked off his shoes
and socks. That ever cocky grin sat on his face. Evan felt flush from fear
and spanish fly.
"Ok Evan, your mine tonight. So let's get started, take off your shoes and
socks." he said.
Evan hesitated. "C'mon Tommy. I admit your the bigger man. Do we really
have to go through with this gay shit?" he asked.
Tommy nodded. "When i'm done with you, you'll never forget it either. Shoes
and socks man."
Evan took a deep breath and kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks.
"Shirt, rip it off, i wanna see buttons fly!" Tommy said.
Evan reached up, unable to look him in the eye. He pulled his shirt, and
buttons flew off as he dropped the tatters to the floor.
"You wearing underwear?" Tommy asked.
Evan shook his head, still not trusting his voice.
"Ok. Belt." Tommy demanded forcefully.
Evan unbuckled it slowly and pulled it off. He was now just wearing his
Khakis, and new he wouldn't keep them for long.
Tommy stood from the bed and walked in front of Evan. He looked him
straight in the eye, clearly relishing his position of power.
"Turn around, spread your legs, and put your hands on the floor." he
whispered.
Evan nodded reluctantly. He quickly assumed the submissive position, taking
weight on his hands as his legs were nudged into the desired position. His
long hair covered his forward view, and all he could see behind him were
Tommy's legs.
Tommy walked away and came back. He held his hand down, showing a pair of
scissors. Evan's eyes went wide.
"What are those for?" he asked nervously.
His question was quickly answered as Tommy slipped the scissors to his hip,
and becane to slice his pants down the left side. Evan's mouth stayed open
in shock as the process was repeated on the right. The tattered remains of
his pants were ripped away, exposing him totally.
He had never been so exposed. Even fully naked on set, he had felt in total
control. But here, he felt powerless. His body uncovered, his hard cock
swaying. His balls dangling. The worst part was the cool air on his
asshole. He knew it was in clear sight. He silently hoped that Tommy would
stop short of any anal intrusion.
"Stay just like that." Tommy said as he dropped his shirt and pants on the
floor, flopping on the bed in his boxers. "I want a clear view of the hole
i'm gonna be using later."
Evan's blood ran cold. Tommy was going to fuck him, take his anal
virginity. "No Tommy, please? Not that."
Tommy gave a throaty laugh. "You won't be so reluctant soon. That spanish
fly i gave you is a new variety. Makes women wet. But guys, not only does
it make them hard, it does strange things to the ass. Soon, you'll be
wanting something up there. So i'm gonna sit back and watch. Feel free to
try to fight it." he said, flicking on the TV.
Evan remained motionless. He felt his cock throbbing, that was true. But he
felt nothing else other than a tingling in his nipples. He assumed Tommy
was bluffing. He'd never even stuck a finger up his butt, and was sure he
wouldn't want anything in there.
He remained in his uncomfortable and exposing position. All hecould see of
Tommy were his bare feet on the bed. He had originally planned to be
pounding some pussy, but was in danger of being the pussy.
After about 10 minutes, Evan became aware of a strange tingling between his
ass cheeks. It was similar to an itch, but less unpleasant. He clenched his
cheeks to soothe the sensation, making his cock bounce, but relief was
temporary. He clenched again, and found that though pleasant, it didn't
seem to be fixing the problem. He clenched his hole, and found he receved
relief, as well as a pleasant sensation.
"You right there, Evan. Having some weird feelings?" Tommy taunted.
Even immediately stopped. "No, just an itch is all!" he said quickly.
Tommy laughed. Evan went back to remaining stock still. But the sensation
had intensified. Now his hole felt it bad, and his chute was beginning to
feel it too. Evan clenched his fists and jaw, fighting the urge to
clench. He refused to show that he felt anything.
After ten more minutes of increasing sensation he moaned, his resolve
breaking. He began to rapidly clench and unclench his pucker, feeling the
humiliation as he knew Tommy had a perfect view to see it, as well as his
swinging cock. Although it felt good, it was no longer enough to appease
the warm tingling.
"Looks like someone's got a new ass pussy! Wow, look at it quiver." Tommy
said.
"Aw man!" Evan moaned. He had never experienced anything so demeaning. He
was used to being in charge, both in private and on set. Now, however, his
own body was betraying him.
"Ok, stand up and turn to face me." Tommy ordered.
Evan slowly stood, and found it did nothing to alleviate his suffering. He
couldn't stop clenching his pelvic muscles, keeping his ass quivering and
his cock jumping. He turned and his breath caught in his throat.
Tommy had removed his boxers and was slowly fisting his hard cock. Although
not as big as his own, it seemed huge to him at that moment. Tommy patted
the bed next to him, indicating that Evan should lay next to him. Evan
reluctantly walked over and lay on the bed.
Tommy released his cock and it rammed into his abs with a wet slap. Tommy
was oozing some pre-cum. He reached over and grabbed Evan's long blonde
hair roughly. He pulled the reluctant porn stud down until his face were a
few inches away from his shaved balls.
"I likea good ball licking, so let's get started. Look me in the eyes while
you do it." he ordered.
His grip on Evan's hair kept him down their, as well as keeping it away
from his face. Evan had done the same thing to plenty of porn sluts in his
time, and hated that the show as on the other foot.
Tommy tugged his hair painfully, clearly impatient. Evan stuck out his
tongue, looking into Tommy's eyes pleadingly. He saw no mercy in Tommy's
eyes as his head was pushed closer. He gave a masculine whimper as his
tongue drew closer.
The tip of his tongue made contact. He was tongueing another man's
balls. He tried to pull back, but was held fast by Tommy's firm grip. He
hated having to look at Tommy's triumphant face. He flicked his tongue over
the smooth skin, forced to serve.
"Don't just use the tip. Give them a good tongue bath like the sluts you
fuck do." Tommy ordered.
Evan closed his eyes and steeled himself. He was at the mercy of this
smaller porn stud, and yet, he was utterly horny. In this position, he had
flipped onto his somach, his legs hanging off the bed. He was halfheartedly
humping the bed to alleviate his horniness.
He opened his eyes and stuck his tongue out. He slowly stroked his broad
tongue over Tommy's hefty bull nuts. He tasted the saltiness of the sweat
he was licking, and gagged slightly. He was held firm, and he continued to
service Tommy's nuts as the dark haired, goateed stud sighed in pleasure.
"Suck on those balls, bitch. Put em in your mouth." Tommy hissed.
Evan couldn't think of a way out of it, so drew the sack slowly into his
open mouth. His humiliation all the worse for having too look Tommy in the
eyes. He felt the heaviness of them on his tongue as he rythmically sucked
on them like he sucked on the breasts of his female co-stars.
Tommy reached over to his nightstand and grabbed a bottle of lube. He
traded hands with the one holding Evan's hair. Evan went wide eyed at the
implications, but did not stop sucking on his balls.
"Spread your knees." he ordered. Evan grunted, but spread his knees
slightly. "Wider." he was told, and he caved in and spread them.
He went stiff as the cold lube was drizzled into his crack and against his
hole. He gave a wide eyed pleading look, shaking his head slightly. But the
lube was applied. He stiffened further as the bottle was placed on the bed
and Tommy placed his hand on his butt, a finger nudging his wildly
twitching hole.
Tommy pulled Evan off his balls and moved his hands away. "It's time for
the next step." he said. He guided Evan's hands to his own ass cheeks and
spread them. "Keep your hands there, or i'll cuff you." he threatened. He
then pulled up his cock, perpendicular to his body and roughly grabbed
Evan's hair again. He drew Evan to his cockhead, his lips just millimetres
away.
"Time for you to learn how to suck cock." he said lustily. He began to rub
his cockhead against Evan's lips. Evan could smell the tang of precum, and
could feel it coating his lips. Evan was glad that he couldn't see Tommy's
gloating face in this position.
"Open wide." Tommy said, and pushed down on his head. Evan resisted
slightly before opening his mouth, letting the cockhead slide in. He gagged
slightly at the taste. To fit it in, he had to open his jaw wider than he
thought.
"If i feel teeth, I'll rip your balls off!" Tommy growled. Evan opened his
jaw wider again, and his head was pushed further until he had the head
against the back of his throat. His body hunched as he gagged. He grunted
slightly and gagged again.
"Gonna have to learn quick. You got 10 mins to get down to the balls,"
Tommy said, laying his hand on Evan's ass again, finger on his hole, "or
else your taking some fingers."
Evan whimpered. Tommy had started drawing o's around his slick, quivering
hole with his finger. He felt his head pushed down, and he tried to relax
his throat. He felt his bile rise, his vomit reflex kicking in. He
suppressed it as best he could as Tommy popped past his tonsils and the
head slid into his throat.
Evan choked and gagged until the pressure on his head relented and he could
draw back. He tried to pull off, but Tommy held him so that his cock was
still near his throat. He struggled to breathe in, panicking
slightly. Before he fully recovered, tommy pushed his head back down. With
his firm grip on his hair, and Evan's lack of leverage, he quickly began to
gag again, choking loudly on the cock.
This process continued for a few minutes, and Evan realised he was about an
inch and a half from the base. But try as he might, he couldn't get any
more in. Tommy's cock was covered in spit and throat slime, making the
passage easier, but Evan still choked and gagged, his eyes watering.
"Cmon, bitch. Take it all down. Or else..." he said, pushing his finger
against Evan's puckered opening, testing his defenses. Evan tried to give a
yell, but it came out as a muffled choke as his head was dragged up and
down on the shaft.
Several more minutes work, and Evan began to work his head faster, not
realising he was no longer being pulled onto the cock. He was now actively
giving Tommy an excellent amateur blow job, but still couldn't get down to
the base.
"Time's up!" Tommy declared. Evan tried to pull of, to ask for more time,
as he was so close. Tommy pushed down on his head, whilst simultaneosly
thrusting his hips. Evan's lips hit the very based of his cock, and began
to gag and choke further. Then he felt Tommy's thick, lube covered middle
finger push against his hole. With a tiny amount of resistance, he was
breached and penetrated right to the base of the finger.
Evan went nuts. His ass stung from it's first ever invasion, and he was
choking on Tommy's 8 inches. He released his cheeks, and used one hand to
grab Tommy's wrist to pull his finger out, and used the other to gain some
leverage to pull of his cock. Tommy held firm on both counts.
"I'm not letting go til you've got your hands back." Tommy said idly.
Evan struggled briefly before realising he didn't have the strength to stop
Tommy. Although 3 inches shorter, he was quite muscular, and had him under
control. With reluctance he placed his hands back on his arse cheeks and
pulled them apart. He was glad when he was pulled back off Tommy's cock and
able to breathe.
He managed a quick gulp of air before he was pulled back down
roughly. Tommy was roughly pulling his trademark locks to control him like
they both did with their female co-stars. Worse, his finger was moving in
and out of his arse, and around it inside. Evan was horrified to realise
that the pain was melting into an unaccustomed pleasure.
Evan began a low moan of humiliation, which was choked of rythmically by
Tommy's cock. He found himself once again thrusting against the bed in an
attempt to relieve his horniness. He whined as Tommy added another finger,
further stretching his now lube slicked asshole. The fingers nudged in
against something in his arse, and Evan's entire body jerked in pleasure.
"See that there. Seems that's the prostate. Some guys are wired that way
that they really like it touched. Guess your one of them." Tommy said. He
continued to nudge and stroke at the sensetive male g-spot, sending Evan
wild with pleasure as he continued to be pulled onto his cock.
The fingers were eventually removed as he was forced to continue his blow
job. He soon felt something nudging up against his asshole. He half
heartedly clenched, but his meager defenses were quickly overcome. He felt
something smooth and cylindrical slide in. It was thicker than two fingers,
so his arse was forced to stretch further to accomodate. It also seemed to
go in deeper.
Suddenly, it began to buzz. Evan went wide eyed as he realised Tommy had
stuffed a vibrator in his ass. He whimpered deeply at his predicament. His
throat was now easily taking cock, albeit with some choking and
gagging. And despite the humiliation, the vibrator felt pretty good against
his prostate. It also freed up Tommy's hand, and now bothe of them were
ramming his head down on his turgid prick.
All that could be heard in the room for some time was the muffled
vibrator's buzzing, occasional groans and encouraging words from Tommy, and
Evan's choked of moans and sobs, as he gave a wet, sloppy deep throat. Evan
had given up all hope of retaining dignity. He knew Tommy was, like he,
capable of holding off on orgasm for a long time, a great skill for porn
actors. Tommy had already mentioned that he was into the humiliation
factor.
After some time, long after Evan's jaw had begun to ache and his throat
felt raw, Tommy pulled him off his cock, which landed against his stomach
with an audible plop. Evan caught his breath raggedly, gasping. Tommy
grinned as he hopped off the bed and stood to the side. His cock was
glistening from Evan's spit and throat slime.
"Time for a new position." he said, pulling Evan closer by his hair. Evan
was flipped onto his back, exposing his rock hard cock. He was pulled so
that his head hung off the side of the bed, his hair cascading down. Tommy
crouched slightly and guided his cock back into Evan's mouth. He then
grabbed Evan's hands and pinned them to the bed, leaning over his body.
"Time for Mr Evan Stone to take a good old fashioned throat fucking!" he
declared.
Evan yelled out in horror, which was quickly gagged as Tommy thrust into
his mouth and down his throat. This new position meant that it was a
straight path in, and Evan was powerless to stop it. He kicked his legs in
frustration, both at the powerful thrust and the vibrator still in his
ass. He was also unable to stimulate his cock, which throbbed madly in
search of stimulation.
Tommy set a brutal pace. Evan's chin was pounded by his trimmed bush, while
his hairless balls slapped noisily against Evan's nose. Tommy would
alternate his angle frequently, as well as his speed. Evan found he could
not stop his throat from clenching down due to Tommy's tricks, which meant
his throat was brutally stretched on the next stroke.
"Yeah. Guess we learned who the real man is, Stone. You got a vibe shoved
up your ass, and your taking my cock like a real pro now. And you're hard!
Sure your not a fag? You seem to act like one." Tommy said, not missing a
stroke.
Evan struggled to free himself. Tommy's trash talk made it how clear the
situation was. Tommy was in total control, and Evan was at his mercy. Mercy
Tommy clearly had no interest in showing. He gave up quickly. Tommy had him
pinned, and being forced to snatch air between deep throating had sapped
Evan of most of his strength.
"Don't worry. Few more minutes, and i'll fuck your ass man" Tommy said,
nonchalantly.
Evan froze again as Tommy continued his merciless reaming of his throat. He
had been holding out on the hope that Tommy would draw the line at actual
anal sex. But apparantly Tommy was going for the ultimate show of
dominance.
Tommy soon withdrew and repositioned Evan on his back in the middle of the
bed. "Please," Evan begged hoarsely from his ravaged throat, "don't fuck
me. You win, i admit it. Just please don't take my manhood away this way!"
Tommy grinned evilly and picked up Evan's ankles as he scooted up between
his legs. He released one to yank the vibrator out and toss it across the
room, still buzzing. He quickly grabbed the ankle ahain and pulled them up
and out, revealing the inviting pink pucker.
"It's happening whether you like it or not. Now put my cock up against your
hole. If i have to do it myself, i'll wreck your ass." Tommy snarled.
Evan used a shaking hand to grab the thick prick and slide the head against
his anal opening, whimpering softly all the while. Once the head rested
there, Tommy pushed Evan's knees towards his chest and ordered him to hold
them there. Tommy put his hands against Evan's thighs, locking him in place
with his ass up and legs spread.
"Say goodbye to being a real man, Evan. After this, you have to live
knowing that another man fucked your ass like a cunt. Oh, and another
thing. That spanish fly wasn't a special mix, just regular. Your ass turned
into a pussy with just a tiny suggestion." Tommy said.
Evan went wide eyed and drew a breath of shock. With that, Tommy savagely
rammed his entire length into Evan's virginal ass, shattering his
cherry. Evan expelled the air in shock in a single blast. Tommy didn't give
him a chance to adjust, and quickly set a spanking pace in the saddle.
Evan groaned in pain and humiliation. He was being fucked, in the ass, like
a fag. It hurt like fuck, as the fingers and vibe had barely prepared him
for a real cock. But every now and then, a whisper of pleasure shot through
from his prostate. He set his face in a grimace of pain, failing to
suppress his yelps and sobs.
Tommy, meanwhile, was clearly enjoying himself. His grin couldn't possibly
get wider. He was giving occasional groans of pleasure as a counterpoint to
Evan's discomfort.
"How's that cock feel in there, man. Your ass is so fucking tight! I can't
remember when i last had such a tight ride." Tommy huffed.
Evan curled his toes. The pain, whilst still there, had reduced some, and
the strange pleasure of being so thoroughly stretched an stuffed was
beginning to grow. He wiggled slightly, trying to find a way to stop
it. But his body, in relaxing his hole to relieve pain, was now
involuntarily trying to increase the pleasure. Evan closed his eyes and bit
his bottom lip and gave a soft, low pitched moan.
"You enjoying this?" Tommy asked, mock surprised. "You like being fagged by
me. You fucking slut, man. One dick and you go to the dark side huh?" he
taunted.
Evan whimpered, unable to open his eyes to look at Tommy. He wanted nothing
more to get this over with. But a small part of him couldn't deny he
enjoyed the feeling. Not just the physical sensation, but the feeling of
utter surrender to another man. The loss of control, the lack of his usual
sense of power.
All throughout, Evan had not lost his erection. It slapped soflty against
his stomach rhythmically with each brutal thrust from Tommy. He looked down
to see a bead of precum fly loose and land on his stomach. He watched in
fascination as another bead formed and was forced onto his stomach.
With his eyes now open, he could see the look on Tommy's face. It was a mix
of triumph and pleasure. His lips pursed and he picked up his pace
slightly. Evan sucked in a breath and held it as he braced himself. The
pain had faded to a dull ache now. It was as if his ass was accepting it's
new role, albeit with some reluctance. He let his breath out slowly, and
forced himself to relax, and felt his hole stretch slightly.
Evan had always enjoyed anal sex with women. As much as he enjoyed watching
their faces in pleasure as he stretched their cunts, the look on their
faces as he pounded them anally was better. A strange mix of desire, pain,
humiliation and shock. He knew that the look on his face now as he looked
up at Tommy was the same. Tommy locked gazes with him and picked up the
pace again. Evan was transfixed, looking into his eyes as he stiffened in
pain, then moaned softly in strange pleasure. He was utterly powerless, and
he shifted his hips slightly, giving Tommy a better angle for his
hole. Tommy grinned and slowed his thrusts down to a torturously slow
pace. Evan found that as Tommy drew out, he felt stangely empty, and his
hole clamped down, despite the pain, in an attempt to keep him in. On each
slow thrust in, his arse would flutter on the huge conquerer, glad to have
it back.
Evan's last shreds of control were collapsing. He reached down with his
hands, not needing them to hold his knees back with Tommy's hands on the
back of his thighs. He lay them on Tommy's hips and pulled and pushed them
gently, encouraging Tommy to go faster. Evan knew he shouldn't do it if he
wanted to keep any dignity, but his curiosity of this new pleasure had
overridden his good sense.
"You want it harder again?" Tommy whispered to him.
"Yeah." Evan replied reluctantly, blushing slightly.
"Then tell me. Convince me. Nice and loud. I wanna hear it. Until i do,
this is as fast and hard as it gets." Tommy said.
Evan scowled. As curious as he was, he wasn't willing to beg for faster
anal sex. He had so little dignity left, and was unwilling to part with
it. He kept his mouth shut, but continued to futiley use his hands to make
Tommy go faster. He wiggled his feet and clenched and unclenched his toes,
needing some form of outlet for the feelings he was experiencing.
The sensations continued to build however. It was all down to who could
stand the slow pace for longer. Unfortunately for Evan, Tommy had a clear
advantage. Tommy was used to holding off on coming, to tease and hold off
on pleasure for sometimes hours when filming. Evan could too, but had never
had to hold off on anal pleasure. And Tommy was a master at fucking. He had
quickly noticed the best way to make sure his cock stimulated Evan's
prostate, seeing the clenching of his muscles and the occasional slight
shiver he could force from Evan. Evan was soon biting his bottom lip,
tossing his head and throwing pleading glances at Tommy.
But Tommy wanted to hear begging. He wanted to slowly but surely take the
famous straight porn stud down. He wanted him utterly broken and
humiliated, so there would never be a moment of doubt in their minds that
he was the greater. He could see he was rapidly wearing away at Evan's
resolve, and knew it was another contest he would win.
Evan soon broke. "Please," he whispered, "faster."
Tommy shook his head. "No. I want to hear it loud. And i want to hear
exactly what you want, in every detail."
Evan squirmed, but his resolve was broken. The very last of his resistance
collapsed. "Please," he said loudly, with some clear desperation, "fuck my
ass! Fuck me with your big cock!" he begged.
Tommy grinned. He leaned over further and began to pound in earnest. Evan
wailed as he felt every inch slam into his ass. The pain was almost gone,
and all he could feel was the maddening pleasure of being stretched and
pounded by a true master fucker. He released Tommy's hips, and alternated
between grabbing the bed covers and grabbing fistfulls of his own hair. He
couldn't believe such pleasure was possible from his ass. He clenched his
hole tight, wanting to feel every inch stretching his no longer virgin ass
to it's limits.
Tommy stopped and pulled out. Evan moaned, his hole feeling empty and
abused, but still desperate for more. He would have thought that he would
be glad for the reprieve. But Tommy had broken him, had made him into a
pussy. He didn't resist as Tommy pulled him onto all fours, facing the
doorway, and knelt behind him, nusging forcing his knees apart with his
own. Evan hung his head in complete submission and humiliation.
Without ceremony, Tommy thrust back into Evan. Evan groaned throatily in
pleasure, glad to be full of cock again. He had accepted his role as butt
slut fully, and found that he relished it. His hands dug into the covers as
he arched his hips up and threw up his head. Tommy grabbed a fistful of his
hair again to keep him in position. Tommy began to slam his butt.
Evan was so focused on his new found anal pleasure, he ignored his cock
completely. He was vaguely aware that he was hard and throbbing, but barely
processed it. He allowed it to swing freely under him as he enjoyed the
fuck.
The two men coupled like wild beasts. Tommy grunted and groaned, the alpha
male enjoying his prize. Evan's groans were often punctuated with soft
sighs and whimpers, the conquered whore. They both lost themselves to the
rhythm of the power-fuck.
Tommy eventually pulled out again, and Evan's entire body quivered. He was
flipped onto his back and his legs once again drawn up. They were forced up
until his ankles were past his head and his back rose off the bed. He
braced his hands at the small of his back for balance as Tommy stood over
him in a wide stance.
He guided his cock down into Evan's man-pussy. He then grabbed Evan's
ankles for balance. He started to raise and lower his body with his
legs. Evan wailed in demented pleasure as Tommy began a pile-drive
fuck. The angle meant that Tommy's cock was pressing firmly against his
prostate and massaging it roughly.
"Fuck yeah bitch. I'm gonna make you come like this. Then you know your big
dick is worthless, cause you come without it being touched." Tommy yelled
forcefully.
Evan looked at his cock. It was pointed straight at his face and was hard
and red. He had no doubt that Tommy was going to fuck the come right out of
him. He could also see the lips of his arse clinging wetly to Tommy's cock
on every out stroke.
They were both dripping with sweat. Tommy was close, but was easily holding
off. Evan felt his pleasure mounting. He was trying to resist coming like a
bitch, but could feel himself getting closer and closer. Tommy gave one
last burst of speed, and Evan lost control
"No! Oh Jesus fuck noooo!" he yelled. But it was too late. The pleasure
from his arse radiated to his cock, and his balls hugged against his thick
shaft. There was a moment of silence, then a wail as he started
coming. Waves of pleasure racked through his body, clenching his muscles
and curling his toes. His eyes screwed shut, his mouth went into a savage
grimace. His ass spasmed wildly, milking on Tommy's cock. Come began to
splatter over his face and into his hair. It was the biggest load Evan had
ever shot, and it was a full minute before his body stopped shuddering
involuntarily.
Tommy pulled out and let evan collapse. He stood over him and roared as he
pulled on his cock. He went weak at the knees as he shot a monster load
over Evan's chest and face. Evan utterly exhausted and weak, didn't stop
it.
Tommy jumped off the bed and grabbed Evan's wallet from his shredded
pants. He pulled out Evan's room card and grinned with an evil
thought. Evan was going to endure another humiliation.
Evan was dragged off the bed and made to stand on weak legs as he was
pushed to the door. Tommy opened it and pushed him, naked and come covered,
into the hallway. He flicked out the room card onto he floor in front of a
horrified Evan.
"Get the fuck outta here, bitch!" he said smirking.
He knew he would always relish the look of horror on Evan's face as he
closed his door.